here comes the sun.

that's what we were singing this morning as our minds failed to fall asleep,
it was nice, talking in the deep dark basement about past thoughts, past cries.
and i was relieved knowing i wouldn't have to hide down in the dungeon for much longer,
i need to get on with my life and remember what it's like to live-
without inebriation. (it's such a joke these days, seriously.)
and the lovely ron howard came over last night, which was a breath of fresh air,
since his presence is almost lacking from my life.
it's weird when you realize how much you have changed, and it's noticeable when you see a face you haven't been up close and personal to in years,
but then at the same time i just feel like i'm the same exact person, beta version, slightly hardened with worse vision.

i'm still so tired, all those talks of horrifying dreams made them a reality.
and i was left unable to close the door to hell that's located precisely behind my eyes.

and speaking of old, yet not forgotten faces kelly is coming out tonight, it has been ages since i've seen her, or even really talked to her without involviong e waves, and glowing screens.
and stacy may come out too.
we'll see.

as for now i need to get out of my eternal funk and get some motion into this ocean.